The Soul Of The World Poem by Corrine De Winter

The Soul Of The World


You find it only after
You have gone through the labyrinth,
Through the bramble of bushes, and tangled leaves
And mountains you believed were unsurpassed.
You discover it after the heartbreak, the unspeakable
Sorrow that lands at your feet and will not go away,
And the loss of your heart's song to the winds of time and memory,
The small room of sunshine you would go to
On rainy days.

The Soul of The World
Is that part of you, so far denied,
Not identified,
Like the brother you never knew,
Living in a strange county
You could not remember the name of.

The Soul of The World
Is the light
At your center of being-
The exact target
Of All that You Are,
And will ever be.